"Well, just a verbal apology?" Darryl stretched his body lazily; he had a slight grin on his face. "That's not very sincere!"

Sonya hung her head low, bit her lips, and said softly, "What if you jab those scaly thorns on my acupoints too?"

Sonya never thought that she would have to behave so lowly in front of Darryl, but she had no choice if she were to get rid of the problem in her body completely.

"Did you say you want me to jab you with those scaly thorns?"

The corner of Darryl's mouth curled into a faint smile. "I'm not that cruel."

Darryl might have looked indifferent, but he was actually pretty anxious. 'F*ck! I'm in her territory. I think I won't be able to leave if I refuse to teach her how to produce the pill.'

He thought about it as he kept an eye on Sonya. "I guess I can teach you the technique to produce the pill, but you'll have to honor me as your teacher!"

Darryl deliberately made it hard for Sonya; he had not wanted to take her as an apprentice. She was a